Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Shh!"

Putting her index finger up in front of her lips, Chu Qianqian looked at the buzzing mobile phone as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren glanced at each other and kept quiet understandingly.

Confirming that the number above has indeed never been seen before, Chu Qianqian let it ring for a while, and answered unhurriedly: "Hello, who is it?"

"...Hello." A man's hoarse voice came from the phone: "Miss, have you thought about that cemetery?"

Upon hearing the man's voice, Chu Qianqian's heart suddenly dropped.

Thinking that the peaked cap might be Yan Shuirou's person, she pretended to be careless and said according to what the three of them had discussed just now: "I've asked, and the cemetery where someone died is really unlucky."

The peaked cap immediately became enthusiastic, and said without thinking: "Then..."

"I also inquired about the value of that cemetery. Although 300 million yuan is a good price now, I just need to take out the ashes inside and make a beautiful empty monument again. If I leave it like this for a few years, I can sell it for more than [-]." Higher prices now."

Misty and the two female companions sitting across from each other blinked, Chu Qianqian assumed the arrogant attitude of a young lady: "Look, I'm not in a hurry to spend money, it's a good investment."

Her words were obviously unexpected by the peaked cap.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and when Chu Qianqian wondered if the other party had hung up the phone, the peaked cap swallowed and said again: "Then what price do you think is more appropriate if you sell now?"

I'm coming!

Knowing what an unreasonably high price means, Chu Qianqian immediately offered a seemingly high price, but in fact it was completely affordable by Ms. Yanrou: "400 million, a buy-it-yourself price."

The peaked cap was stunned by the value of her lion's mouth, and after a while he found his voice: "Miss, are you kidding me?"

Chu Qianqian replied with a smile: "We are talking about business, how can we have time to joke with you?"

"You only spent 280 million to buy the cemetery, about three hours before and after, you want to earn 110 million? Do you think it is possible?"

As if he couldn't understand the price she offered at all, the peaked cap continued to say very displeased: "I'll give you another 310, [-] million, please don't go too far."

"You want to buy the high-quality assets in my hands at a cheap price. It's too much, okay?"

Chu Qianqian didn't really want to make this money, so there was no need to discuss it: "It's fine if I can't accept it, as long as I let it go for five years, there must be a buyer who can accept it. Do I have to sell you?"

The peaked cap was silent again for a moment, and his heavy breathing could be faintly heard through the phone.

"Very well, it seems that there is nothing to talk about. A daughter from a rich family like Miss, even if she can't sell it after five years, can she still keep it for herself?"

"Oh? Personal attack? Curse me to die early?"

While speaking, Chu Qianqian raised her hand and waved at Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren, expressing that she didn't mind this method.

The pretty little chin was raised even higher, and she sneered back: "Don't be naive, if you want to buy a cemetery, just pay the price I want, otherwise, even if you really curse me to death, it won't become yours."

Unexpectedly, Chu Qianqian was far more difficult to provoke than she looked, she pondered for a moment, then hung up the phone angrily.

Chu Qianqian stuck out her tongue, and asked suspiciously: "He was really sent by Miss Yanrou? I just checked the salary of Miss Yanrou, and a mere 400 million is nothing to her. Why are you doing this?" Preoccupied?"

"If Miss Yanrou is really Yan Shuirou, she must have hired this peaked cap. His salary is related to his ability to handle affairs."

Yan Xiaye pinched the handle of the spoon in the coffee cup with her slender fingers, and continued to analyze thoughtfully, "Think about it, if he has to agree to your terms, you can easily earn 110 million, and you can get money from your employer. So what reward do you get?"

"Rewards?" Chu Qianqian sighed, "If I were his employer, it would be impossible to reward me, so I'd just tell him to pack up and leave."

Yan Xiaye nodded slightly, "That's because we know that this cemetery has a special meaning to Yan Shuirou, if it is really bought by someone who knows nothing, it is estimated that the transaction will be 300 million, otherwise it will be unnatural. "

Qin Yiren nodded approvingly: "Fortunately, Qianqian agreed to help. We created the character set of the willful young lady in advance. The four words "rich and willful" can solve all doubts."

"It's a small matter. My sister-in-law takes care of me like this. I'm willing to help you."

Chu Qianqian shyly pursed her lips and smiled, thinking of Bao Jingxing who stayed in the villa, she looked at An Jing's mobile phone: "Will he call again within today?"

"I guess the price of 400 million is beyond his estimate and needs to be discussed with the employer behind the scenes."

Yan Xiaye thought about it and replied, "Even if I did call, I'm afraid it will be at night."

"I will reply as we agreed, can I go back now?"

As she said that, Chu Qianqian showed a smiling face, and explained without any shyness: "I'm sorry, the man I like was injured because of me, and I want to go back to take care of him sooner."

"No problem. I asked someone to change the car in the parking lot. You and Yi Ren will go back in that car. The previous car will stay here."

Yan Xiaye was well prepared, and said with a sly look: "After all, 'Grandma' is dying, so it's reasonable to stay in the hospital to take care of her, lest that peaked cap spy on her secretly."

"Then let's go."

Chu Qianqian took Qin Yiren's hand, and the two waved goodbye to Yan Xiaye at the same time.

On the way, I took off all those shiny jewelry, put on a long windbreaker that I prepared before, and put on a pair of plain glasses...

After doing this, although the facial features were still exquisite, they suddenly became less conspicuous.

"It's like a girl with glasses in anime." Chu Qianqian pushed her eyes on the bridge of her nose, making a serious look: "Sister-in-law, do you watch anime?"

Qin Yiren looked at her quite curiously, marveling at how makeup and clothing can really change the overall impression, "Yeah, I've watched all the new episodes recently."

"Ah, then you must have watched the male protagonist Long Aotian, hahaha, he is really a sand sculpture."

Chu Qianqian laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, she dragged her to find the car arranged by Yan Xiaye, and went back to the villa talking and laughing.

The warm and elegant hall is quiet.

Chu Qianqian watched Qin Yiren go back to her room to rest, properly carried her mobile phone with her, rolled her arms and sleeves and went into the kitchen, planning to surprise Bao Jingxing!
Although she couldn't use the tomato and egg noodles last night, she deliberately learned a nourishing soup that is good for wound recovery!
Compared with other fried, stir-fried and stewed dishes, making soup only needs to arrange the ingredients and throw them into the pot, and then add seasonings appropriately. It is simply the best choice for culinary idiots, there is no one!

In the kitchen, my aunt is preparing cookies for small snacks, and the sweet and creamy smell is floating around.

Seeing Chu Qianqian suddenly appear in the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator to search for ingredients, she asked confusedly: "Miss Chu, do you...need my help?"

"No, I have to do it myself!"

Chu Qianqian found the tomatoes and beef brisket she needed, and muttered to herself: "After all, there are only a few steps in stewing soup. If I ask my aunt to help with the preparation, I still won't be able to use it."

Of course it is impossible to deceive Bao Jingxing.

She wanted his favor, not to be annoying.

Picking up the sharp kitchen knife in her thin white hand, Chu Qianqian gestured at the top-quality beef brisket, as if thinking about how to cut it.

Although the recipe was clearly written, this was the first time she cooked love soup, and it was given to Bao Jingxing, so she naturally wanted to do the best.

The aunt observed secretly, and always felt that her posture with the knife was very scary, no different from her preschool little grandson.

Seeing her suddenly start to think, the auntie reminded, dumbfounded: "Miss Chu, if you want to make tomato beef brisket, just leave it to me..."

"Huh?" Chu Qianqian came back to her senses, and smiled embarrassedly: "No, this is special, I have to come in person."

Auntie was also young, and thinking about the relationship between Chu Qianqian and Bo Jingxing, she smiled knowingly.

"That's right, Professor Bo was injured and needs to be well nourished. Since Ms. Chu is not confident, why don't I help you prepare and say you did it?"

"That's not a lie."

Chu Qianqian pouted and blamed, "Thank you, I'll do it myself."

Auntie smiled, "That's fine, as long as the beef brisket is cut into small pieces, just like the dice in mahjong, Miss Chu, have you seen it?"

Seen is seen.

However, it was said on the Internet that the beef would be very tough if it was not handled well, which made her hesitate a little bit, and started to do it in slow motion.

Taking out the concentration she had during the concert, Chu Qianqian gently pressed the cold beef with her snow-white fingers.

Because it has been conceived in my mind for a long time in advance, it is smooth and smooth in practice, with a unique elegance.

The aunt looked pleasing to the eye, and secretly marveled that girls from rich families are different.

Seeing the brisket turning into a suitable size, Chu Qianqian was overly excited, and was busy asking her aunt to appreciate her perfect work. When she put down the kitchen knife, she accidentally scratched her hand.

"Well……"

Looking down at the bleeding finger, Chu Qianqian hurriedly avoided it, so as not to contaminate her carefully cut results.

"Hey, wash it with water!"

Seeing the wound on her finger, the aunt asked worriedly, "Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

"It's just a small wound, so I don't need an ambulance." Chu Qianqian was not at all hypocritical, took out her mobile phone to look at the next steps, and said casually, "Auntie, do you know where the Band-Aid is?"

"I know!" Auntie agreed to go to the living room, feeling a little more fond of Chu Qianqian in her heart.

Girls like Chu Qianqian's age, even from ordinary families, have many cute little princesses.

As for Chu Qianqian with such a social status, she was so calm when she was injured, and she didn't even think about acting like a baby to Bao Jingxing, which was considered pretty good.

Searching for the first aid kit, the aunt looked up and saw the door of the guest room opened, "Professor Bo?"